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bustoleum
05-12-2005, 02:26 PM
the endless cycle, up all night,
writing my name, attempt insight,
longing in darkness, and blushing in light,
searching for something, to make something right.
anxious, creative, the feeling is trife.
intoxication is mechanic, cause im up all night.

blown by the wind, through-out my whole life
with nothing but dakness, to make the day light.
searching fo something, to make nothing right.

words, endlessly spoken, but they dont mean shit.
without darkness and light,
to make meaning of it.

Lost and broken, words that are spoken
to you and to me , the human condition,
words have no value, without being written.

The things that we miss, the people forgotten,
like squirells in a tree, whos trunk has gone rotten.
waiting to plummet, hopping your branch breaks last,
so you can watch those above you, fall to the grass.
the jaded focus, to what? were not sure.
cause we're up all night , and there is no cure.

curve
05-12-2005, 02:31 PM
try again.

Rik JamEs
05-12-2005, 02:40 PM
there was was a man from nantuckett
he started to learn graffiti and said fuck it

runci
05-12-2005, 02:46 PM
there was a man from china,
who was a graffiti writa,
he lsipped on a rock and chopped off his cock,
an now hes got a vagina..

snow2skate
05-12-2005, 03:31 PM
gangster rap is gay..underground all the way...Gay=name1 lol

name1
05-12-2005, 03:46 PM
that was so wak snow 2 skate.

the thread is graffiti poety, not graffit faggoty

meks
05-12-2005, 03:47 PM
Originally posted by runci@May 12 2005, 01:46 PM
there was a man from china,
who was a graffiti writa,
he lsipped on a rock and chopped off his cock,
an now hes got a vagina..
hahahaha good one

fiction
05-12-2005, 03:49 PM
Originally posted by snow2skate@May 12 2005, 02:31 PM
hehe rappings fun :D

its five in the morning,
we bust out some cans
tagin without warning
we bust into stores and were storming
stealing everything, store keepers mourning
we run out the store,racked up a decent score
in this world like its a game, paintin so hard to be of fame
runnin from the cops for stickin a "Hello My Name"
Is the very last straw runnin from the law,
cuttin the competitiion with a saw
if ya wanna ride with us you gotta bomb a bus
To ride with the sa you better not make a FUS!
sOoOoOoOoOo lame hahahaha.


im not even going to try.

ASEN
05-12-2005, 03:49 PM
Graffiti poetry? Arsonists-Underground vandal.

K0tt0nKandyandP0psicles
05-12-2005, 04:27 PM
Hi, my name is Pills
This is a haiku about
me and my name. Peace!


i did a sticker of that one time

YANKNY-718
05-12-2005, 04:27 PM
Originally posted by name1@May 12 2005, 02:46 PM
that was so wak snow 2 skate.

the thread is graffiti poety, not graffit faggoty
:lol:

SpLiTbomber
05-12-2005, 05:06 PM
6 cans of paint/ a bag of tips/ima gunna spray dis shit, until it drips/peice by piece cover the wall/ use those cans till theres nuttin left at all/that s watcah gota do as a graffiti artist/ to expose ureself as da 1 who went the farthest/ the 1 who made his shit da most intriquit and complex/ enchanting pasterby with this visual hex/ laid upon the streets like an overcasting shadow/ lurking in alleys and multiplying with a rattle/ the shake of a can, held by a vandal/ this is life, graffiti in itself/a hip hop element u can buy on da shelf/ u dont have to make it, compose it or construct it/ u just have to use it, the way uninstructed/ the way which politicians and policemen scorn/ but as u push on the nozzle, remember art is being born.

KAY-lo_use_RUST-o
05-12-2005, 05:09 PM
theres a freestyle topic already...


but heres mine before they close this....


i once had a can of rust-oleum....

i went to paint and had to hide from a partol -man....

i went to my spot and got my can but i forgot my cap..

then i saw "bustoleum" and slapped him with my nut sacks..

name1
05-12-2005, 05:21 PM
is there a poetry topic?

Rik JamEs
05-12-2005, 05:57 PM
hi, my name is joe
i got a wife and three kids
and i work in a button factory
one day my boss came to me and said
Joe are you busy?
i said no
he said push the button with your right hand......

SoldAsFreedom
05-12-2005, 06:08 PM
pssss pssss the spray paint goes
pssss pssss I be fucking my hoes
pssss pssss its still going
pssss pssss yo i be sitting here and my bitch be blowin
pssss pssss im almost done
pssss pssss Yo I told the bitch im gonna cum..

I know I know..I have a talent..

KAY-lo_use_RUST-o
05-12-2005, 06:13 PM
pssssss pssssssssss........

????

vegimite on toast
05-12-2005, 06:16 PM
Originally posted by fiction+May 13 2005, 05:49 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (fiction @ May 13 2005, 05:49 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-snow2skate@May 12 2005, 02:31 PM
hehe rappings fun :D

its five in the morning,
we bust out some cans
tagin without warning
we bust into stores and were storming
stealing everything, store keepers mourning
we run out the store,racked up a decent score
in this world like its a game, paintin so hard to be of fame
runnin from the cops for stickin a "Hello My Name"
Is the very last straw runnin from the law,
cuttin the competitiion with a saw
if ya wanna ride with us you gotta bomb a bus
To ride with the sa you better not make a FUS&#33;
[/b][/quote]
I can see why you edited this out of your post.

KAY-lo_use_RUST-o
05-12-2005, 06:17 PM
he better not be serious about that "rhyme"

das one
05-12-2005, 06:24 PM
Originally posted by KAY&#045;lo_use_RUST&#045;o@May 12 2005, 05:13 PM
pssssss pssssssssss........

????
maybe hes whispering???


pssss psssss bitch asks is it in yet???

Ravek
05-12-2005, 06:27 PM
life is fun
no one apreciates it till its done
end it now with no warning
freinds and family find u dead in the morning
but somthing keeps me going
showing up were ever u turn
fuck respect and trying to ern it
fuck all rules and law
i&#39;m a young angry suburban kid and i&#39;m gonna burn it


over exagerated but it gets the point across

Crack Killz
05-12-2005, 06:28 PM
name1 you&#39;re so gay.

name1
05-12-2005, 06:35 PM
y?

KAY-lo_use_RUST-o
05-12-2005, 06:37 PM
because we say you are

Crack Killz
05-12-2005, 06:39 PM
Becuase..You smugle cock into the country and force half of them into your anal. That&#39;s why more than half of the people in the BombingScience community finds you annoying.

I would be as smug as you.. If I can attatch my house to my automobile and move it around. But I can&#39;t.

meks
05-12-2005, 06:54 PM
Originally posted by das one+May 12 2005, 05:24 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (das one @ May 12 2005, 05:24 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-KAY&#045;lo_use_RUST&#045;o@May 12 2005, 05:13 PM
pssssss pssssssssss........

????
maybe hes whispering???


pssss psssss bitch asks is it in yet??? [/b][/quote]
its the spraycan ...

Skore_One
05-12-2005, 06:54 PM
all i have in life is a black can and a bottle of whiskey so im gonna get drunk and fall down some stairs then shit out my name and cross some toys like who cares i mop up the stares i get while daytime bombing and laugh at my enemies after their stomping ok i suck so im stopping

Art Vandilay
05-12-2005, 06:57 PM
i liked that poem. you guys tying to flow is good for comic relief.

SoldAsFreedom
05-12-2005, 07:02 PM
Originally posted by meks+May 12 2005, 05:54 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (meks @ May 12 2005, 05:54 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'>
Originally posted by das one@May 12 2005, 05:24 PM
<!--QuoteBegin-KAY&#045;lo_use_RUST&#045;o@May 12 2005, 05:13 PM
pssssss pssssssssss........

????
maybe hes whispering???


pssss psssss bitch asks is it in yet???
its the spraycan ... [/b][/quote]
haha Thanks..

KAY-lo_use_RUST-o
05-12-2005, 07:09 PM
yo yo yo ... i once knew this guy named flow...

he saw this topic and said "the fuck?" and gave it a close

Skore_One
05-12-2005, 07:45 PM
u know if u fart with a lighter by your ass it makes fire.....cavemen should have used that method but they were dumb like name1 u he cummy farts cuz he gets it in the bum when i whip out my cock your mother was stunned then i made her choke on it

das one
05-12-2005, 08:29 PM
Originally posted by SoldAsFreedom+May 12 2005, 06:02 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (SoldAsFreedom @ May 12 2005, 06:02 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'>
Originally posted by meks@May 12 2005, 05:54 PM

Originally posted by das one@May 12 2005, 05:24 PM
<!--QuoteBegin-KAY&#045;lo_use_RUST&#045;o@May 12 2005, 05:13 PM
pssssss pssssssssss........

????
maybe hes whispering???


pssss psssss bitch asks is it in yet???
its the spraycan ...
haha Thanks.. [/b][/quote]
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH i see..... no i dont

RMA
05-12-2005, 08:36 PM
I wrote this poem about child abuse because it&#39;s somthing I feel really strongly about.

Remeber to beat your children
Every single day
Because children are our future
And for that they shall pay

KAY-lo_use_RUST-o
05-12-2005, 08:41 PM
Originally posted by RMA@May 12 2005, 05:36 PM
I wrote this poem about child abuse because it&#39;s somthing I feel really strongly about.

Remeber to beat your children
Every single day
Because children are our future
And for that they shall pay
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v446/kaloe4/beatkid4.jpg

skateparadise
05-12-2005, 11:02 PM
hahaha thats so bad. but yet soo fucking funny.

this thread has gone to hell

maze.dsk
05-12-2005, 11:08 PM
listen to atmospheres cd overcast

oblong
05-13-2005, 12:20 AM
this is like fucking english home work

FuLa
05-13-2005, 12:37 AM
I once found a thread that was long and so gay
I nodded my head with every post that i read
I kicked my dog who was licking my leg
then i clicked on reply and decided to say:

I once found a thread....

hahaha i don&#39;t even know why i wrote that.

GeSuS_KRiST
05-13-2005, 01:09 AM
Originally posted by name1@May 12 2005, 02:46 PM
that was so wak snow 2 skate.

the thread is graffiti poety, not graffit faggoty
strange i havn&#39;t seen anything turely poetic yet

KAY-lo_use_RUST-o
05-13-2005, 01:18 AM
Originally posted by GeSuS_KRiST+May 12 2005, 10:09 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td>QUOTE (GeSuS_KRiST @ May 12 2005, 10:09 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'> <!--QuoteBegin-name1@May 12 2005, 02:46 PM
that was so wak snow 2 skate.

the thread is graffiti poety, not graffit faggoty
strange i havn&#39;t seen anything turely poetic yet [/b][/quote]
becides me nukka..


RAP MASSA 3000&#33;&#33;&#33; *in robot voice*
_______________
yea yea yea yo yo yo

hear my flow...

eat trash like a goat.....

i like ice cream floats....

get sea sick on a boat...

yo yo yo .... word to the motha...

DEVILEFK
05-13-2005, 01:23 AM
my name is ateejay i need a bj

Art Vandilay
05-14-2005, 03:50 AM
the first post seemed rather poetic.


in stark contrast to your rhyming faggotry.

GeSuS_KRiST
05-14-2005, 03:59 AM
if your talkin to me, the only thing i have posted in here is that nothing in here is poetic... nor am i a poet or a emcee

Art Vandilay
05-14-2005, 04:01 AM
the world doesnt revolve around you jesus.

no one was talking to you.

GeSuS_KRiST
05-14-2005, 04:04 AM
well considering u responded to my post about how theres nothign poetic in here i figured rest would be about me

Art Vandilay
05-14-2005, 04:15 AM
yeah well, you win some you loose some

GeSuS_KRiST
05-14-2005, 04:16 AM
you make no sence

Art Vandilay
05-14-2005, 04:22 AM
Originally posted by bustoleum@May 12 2005, 01:26 PM
the endless cycle, up all night,
writing my name, attempt insight,
longing in darkness, and blushing in light,
searching for something, to make something right.
anxious, creative, the feeling is trife.
intoxication is mechanic, cause im up all night.

blown by the wind, through-out my whole life
with nothing but dakness, to make the day light.
searching fo something, to make nothing right.

words, endlessly spoken, but they dont mean shit.
without darkness and light,
to make meaning of it.

Lost and broken, words that are spoken
to you and to me , the human condition,
words have no value, without being written.

The things that we miss, the people forgotten,
like squirells in a tree, whos trunk has gone rotten.
waiting to plummet, hopping your branch breaks last,
so you can watch those above you, fall to the grass.
the jaded focus, to what? were not sure.
cause we&#39;re up all night , and there is no cure.
i like that poem. it makes me think of insomnia. if there is ever a title it should be called insomnia.

snow2skate
05-17-2005, 02:18 AM
One day i saw a cow, its was a mean looking cow, oh how i despised that cow, so i pushed it over and that is how, that mean old cow,had died giving birth to a sow... wtf is that... its name1&#39;s mom...wtf am i on...sorry crack...fuk off..what? dont mind me im just randomly randoming to bump this thread up..................

das1
10-02-2005, 01:13 AM
THE ONLY HOPE WE HAVE IS THE ART WE LOVE

GRAFFITI IS NOT VANDILSIM

IT IS NOT JUST SOME WRITTING ON A WALL

GRAFFITI IS A STATE OF MIND

NOT JUST A HOBY

BUT A JOB

A MISSION

TO STATE YOUR NAME

TO CLAIM THE FAME

OF A NAME

>SM!7K<
10-02-2005, 10:23 AM
ITS ALL FOR THE BETTER
MY TWISTING OF LETTERS
LEAVING PUSSIES AND TOYS
JUST A LITTLE BIT WETTER
CANT STOP TILL IM VET
BEST FRIEND ALPHABET
HOW SELFISH I AM
FOR ME TO FORGET
THESE PIECES CONCIEVED
FOR TOYS TO BELIEVE
AFTER BITING A STYLE
BANNER RED&#39;S ALL THAT BLEEDS
A HARBOR BLUE ADDICT
A KRYLON FANATIC
YOUR SHIFTING TO 2ND
IM STILL AUTOMATIC
SO QUIT HESITATING
YOUR COLORS KEEP FADING
HOES LOOK AT MY SKETCHES
WHILE THIER MASTURBATING
AND I WONT SAY IT TWICE
I&#39;LL PAY THE DAMN PRICE
FOR A DATE WITH THE CITY
A CAN MY DEVICE


PeacE
..D :ph34r: C..

ACTION NEWS...
10-02-2005, 10:47 AM
TYPING IN CAPS MAKES YOU GANGSTA
YOU KNOW YOUR GOOD AT GRAFF
IF YOU TYPE IN CAPS

Havoc411
10-02-2005, 12:22 PM
paint paint i like paint
paint paint kick you in the taint
paint paint it smells a bit funny
paint paint the glossy kind is kinda runny

! PrOPeRr ! .aOk.cRu.
10-02-2005, 02:24 PM
Originally posted by runci@May 12 2005, 01:46 PM
there was a man from china,
who was a graffiti writa,
he lsipped on a rock and chopped off his cock,
an now hes got a vagina..
you stole that from me.

pSYKAOz
10-03-2005, 04:59 AM
I liked the last paragraph of the first post. It&#39;s intresting. I suggest you try abit less to rhyme the same three words (night,light,right) and rework the first paragraphs.

Poems don&#39;t even have to rhyme.

Now I wish Meekus would post something. hehe

InvisblSkratchPiklz
10-04-2005, 02:16 PM
Originally posted by Rik JamEs@May 12 2005, 01:40 PM
there was was a man from nantuckett
he started to learn graffiti and said fuck it
:lol:
that&#39;s almost as good as my

Roses are red
Violets are blue
i used spray paint on the wall
to make fun of you

GeSuS_KRiST
10-04-2005, 02:23 PM
HAHAHAHAHAHA thats funny

GeSuS_KRiST
10-04-2005, 02:23 PM
double post

InvisblSkratchPiklz
10-04-2005, 05:52 PM
gesus is a postwhore

*points towards gesus laughin



*drives away in his mini cooper

$NAKE$
10-04-2005, 06:08 PM
get a old `Cutty

Msfyt
10-27-2005, 11:21 AM
transfered from another poetery thread
by mettro

My shoes grip the pavement as I walk down the hill towards downtown.
My arm, tightly tightly around my backpack... In a quite failed attempt to silence the metalic clashing inside. I feel someone poke their head out their window and watch me fade into the distance, but I&#39;ll be back, the second they&#39;re gone... My heart speeds up as I approach my target, a brand new white wall placed on a dark street. As I walk along it, I hear it wisper:

" Mmmm, you know what they&#39;ll say... They&#39;ll punish you... Come..."

I drag my fingers along it, feeling it&#39;s nice smooth cement. The clinging in my bag pack seems to speed up and rage out of control, growing louder and louder. How is it that no one hears this?

The unzipping of my backpack happens quickly and I gasp as the air of the left over fumes escape their prison. I reach my hand in, and without searching, the can LEAPS into my palm. The clinging stops as I hold it still, looking at it, and then back over to the wall soon to be full of life and emotion.

My arm takes control of itself and starts shaking the can violently, my eyes widen as my heart races. I point the can at the target and begin the war. Kneeling, stretching, bending, and performing the dance so many of us have. The fumes cover my face, and it&#39;s like an old romance, carresing and filling my cloths with an aroma only I can truly appreciate. One letter left to fill in...
I see the shadow of a lamp post appear... A car is comming... COuld it be the cops or some old lady driving home from church? I can&#39;t care now... I have a job to finish.

I fill in the last letter, as I can hear the can gasping, knowing perfectly well that it&#39;s almost empty. I drop the can and make a break for and alley on the other side of the street. As the car turns on to the street ( now filled with fumes, and a new image to wake up to), I dive into the pitch blacvk alley, waiting for the car to drive by. The car seems to slow down as it approachs my alley, but I know it&#39;s all in my head... Or is it? The car drives by, and a grin creeps across my face.

I take a step out of the alley and begin my walk home... The empty spray paint can still sounding through the street as it spins below the war scene.

SIAH
09-25-2006, 05:24 AM
i wrote this about graff tweakin straight balls...

the gyft of gravity
hiding his efforts
by night
exposing his product
by
the days&#39; lights
moving crisp
and
with the fluid thats with
the darkness supporting the foundation
of roots that are his
along with their others&#39;
a family of strangers
with a common way of life
to each a
different style,but each swim in the same pool of art,
live our runs
run our lives
admire the "us" creations...

Ares_23us
09-25-2006, 09:17 AM
This is gay
i am going to eat some hay
ok

sketch3
10-01-2006, 09:57 AM
ther 1nce was a graffiti tagger,hu was toy and a bit of a fagot,he lined ewok,then lost his cock,litle bich deservrd wat he got

STAR01
12-30-2006, 09:43 AM
this is from Banksy but ik like it alot so thought i&#39;ll post it up:P


Imagine a city
where graffiti wasn’t illegal,
A city where everybody could draw
Wherever they liked.
Where every street was awash
with a million colours
And little phrases.
Where standing at a bus stop
was never boring.
A city that felt
like a living breathing thing
which belonged to everybody,
not just the estate
agents and barons of big business.
Imagine a city like that and stop
leaning against the wall it’s wet.

:lol:

Slushi
12-30-2006, 04:11 PM
poetry is fucking ghey

Small Time Crook
12-30-2006, 04:16 PM
You don&#39;t know Hip-Hop until you first know Rhyme&Poetry.
;)

Zee!
12-30-2006, 10:58 PM
Hip hop is way more than rhyme and poetry&#33;

Small Time Crook
12-30-2006, 11:15 PM
Are you fuckin&#39; serious, holmes?
Take away the beats in Hip-Hop and what&#39;re you stuck with?
Urban Rhyme&Poetry.

riddleboxxmcl
12-30-2006, 11:20 PM
ya, that is what rap stands for <_<

SCOPE2
12-31-2006, 12:28 AM
i had a dream.. that one day.. you can come up to a wall, with any color of paint.. and destroy the mothafukka

*************************************
this thread isnt that lame, there are a couple of good verses in here. Give them a break, what they are doin has once inspired us all in one way to grab this game, and for them to recycle the culture is just maybe for persperation or maybe just freestyle. There aint no freedom, we are under controll, unless we just kick back and say "what the fuck" somethimes

xkespx
10-15-2007, 09:43 AM
heres something i wrote las year, for my school poetry magazine:D

"Graffiti"

the graffiti on the wall A mass and jumble of vibrant colors and lines.
Heroglyphics to the untrained eye
Is this what you call art, or trash?
Pick up the can, smell the fumes
Creativity is in your hand
A hidden message only the artist understands
Graffiti is a art
But some people cant see, they call it a mess, and point out the flaws and imperfections
Without a second to understand, a solid swipe from the roller
They paint it over
In black and white, plain as the day
But he shall come back, sneeking through the night
A modern day ninja, paint it up again, they wont go down without a fight.
Inspiration on the wall
Graffiti shall never fall
How do you see your world?
In Black and white
Or color?

rekon
10-16-2007, 12:00 AM
uhh sounds so queer to call it poetry dont you mean rap :S

Recon
10-18-2007, 10:54 AM
Rapping is poetry, doofus.